Chere Radhika, Salut. Bonne jour ma fille philosophique. Il y a une historie interessante autour comment tu as recu votre nom. Je crois que tu voudrais en savoir. Quand j’ etais un jeune homme j’ avais beaucoup peur concernant le nombre … Continue reading
I remember how Bhaktivinoda described the first installation of gas street lighting and the introduction of the telegraph in Calcutta. To read about these historic events in the pages of his autobiography (Svalikhita Jivani) was fascinating for me. Today I … Continue reading
If you are a faithful member of a religious organization, you live in a box. If you are a serving member of the military, you live in a box. If you are an active member of a political party, you … Continue reading
I now step backwards in time to fill in some of the gaps of my story by talking about my early life with my parents and grandparents. My father was born in 1924 in Toronto, Canada. He rarely speaks of … Continue reading
No words can describe the beauty of an evening in the California desert. The days are hot, and hot here means interminable heat. The sun is relentless. Everything is drenched in unending sunlight. Ah, but the nights. They are nectar! … Continue reading
I ask the question: What decisions did I take as a youth that have most radically directed the course of my life? My decision to study Sanskrit, my decision to become involved in Hindu spirituality, and my decision to move … Continue reading
Wednesday, August 25, 2004 10:09:25 PM I was planning to go back to the city this afternoon, but as it turned out I just felt like laying around and sleeping for the day. So I am still in the desert. … Continue reading
The weather has been extraordinarily hot here in California. Driving on the freeway my car thermometer read 46 degrees Celsius at one point. Even tonight as I write the temperature is still around 40. My AC is running full blast. … Continue reading
Last night I sent you another installment and in this piece I referred to the Hare Krishna Movement. You may not know much about this group other than they dance on the streets and chant. So that you may better … Continue reading
I remember lying in bed late one evening listening to FM radio. I was 16. In those days FM radio was new and many stations were experimenting with different formats. I was listening to an “underground” FM rock station. This … Continue reading